The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

On that day, the Shanshan Immortal Sect…

"If I remember correctly, I went to the same private school as Chen Ming when I was on the path to immortality. He often brought me drawing books."

Wen Ling said calmly, and the people in Nanxin across from her were dumbfounded: "What did you say? You're not kidding me, are you?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Looking at her serious expression, Nan Xin shook his head: "Then what happened next?"

"I don't know..." Wen Ling shook her head and pressed her temple thoughtfully: "When we meet again, it's already Lord She, but he feels both familiar and strange to me, as if he's not the same person?"

"I used divination to count him, but I didn't find anything. Later, you almost knew that he peeked at Xiang He taking a shower, and I fought with him in the ring."

Nan Xin didn't speak. Something in her memory gradually became clearer. She stood up abruptly: "Could it be..."

"Ok?"

In the reincarnation, the good apprentice once killed the young Chen Ming, but the tragedy did not end...

Is it possible that the Chen Ming now is not the same person as before?

Can……

How could he hide from Emperor Wen Tian's calculations?Apart from great fraud, the only thing that can surpass this art is... divine art!

Nan Xin held Wen Ling's hand: "How did you feel when you realized the end of the world?"

After countless reincarnations, he seems to have glimpsed the rules of divine magic, but he has never been able to find a chance to verify it. If his calculation is correct, he may be able to create another Immortal Emperor before the second bloody battle!

"The dust is gone..." Wen Ling's heart hurt when she mentioned her former swordsmanship. She withdrew her hand and went to pick up the tea cup beside her with a slight concealment: "That's how I realized it."

"???"

"Emperor Wen Tian, ​​this is very important to me. We are on the same front now. You..."

"Arbitrariness through the ages..."

A cold tone interrupted Nan Xin's words, and she silently looked into the eyes of the person in front of her.

This look seemed like a hundred years apart.

The words she blurted out in the past had become a pain in her life.

Wen Ling, Wen Qinghuan…

Once represented an era...

Nan Xin withdrew her gaze and stretched out in laughter: "That's right, I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

"By the way, I've finished paying off your incense. If you have a chance, you can find someone to erect a few more statues..."

"Thank you, no need."

"alright."

Without saying anything, Nan Xin left the Shangshan Immortal Sect and went to the mortal world.

The realization that he was out of the crack made him shake his head inexplicably.

"Forget it, who told me to watch what she said is the ultimate..."

Standing in the sky, he thought of the beautiful figure in the sea of ​​flowers that kept haunting people: "It's time to get down to business, it's time to get down to business."

Nan Xin squinted her eyes, recalling all the clues of divine magic in her mind. According to this, the realization of divine power should be the ultimate desire?

Wen Lingchen wants to arbitrarily realize the eternal truth, King He's blasphemous idol wants to destroy the country, and the obedient disciple wants to purge and destroy the world...wait?

Nan Xin single-handedly pulled out the magical powers of Wen Ling and Qin Yuan... Do you two have a grudge against the world?

His eyelids twitched and he continued to think about Chen Ming's reincarnated demon fetus.

If the devil fetus does not die, he will have eternal life. In other words, the reincarnated devil fetus is equivalent to the ghost cultivator's scapegoat?

The scapegoat... is familiar yet strange, as if he is not the same person...!

I seem to understand everything!

Then...the way to crack the reincarnated demon fetus is...to untie the bell, you must also tie the bell~

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Time goes back to the day when the Ghost King traveled to China. The wandering ghosts were gathered in the tunnel, and the more terrifying ghosts were released by Nan Xin. She crazily devoured everything around her and turned into a butterfly monster covered with sarcoma.

Inside the monster's body, the white-haired woman sitting in the wheelchair slowly opened her eyes. She looked at everything around her. Just as she was about to move her neck, a familiar feeling came over her?

"I haven't seen you for half a month. Have you really lost all your bones?"

She moved her wrist like a lucky cat, a little speechless, but she couldn't say anything because this was her body and she had no control over it.

That’s right, Qi Bei is online!Senior sister Su Cheng couldn't suppress her at all, so she took control without even trying.

"I'm going! It's so cute!" A grumpy lolita voice echoed nearby. Qi Bei turned around and saw that his dog had entered the child's body and was entangled in sarcoma.

"Why are you so useless..." She reached out and pulled Hu Zhi out. Just as the latter was about to call someone, he met those purple eyes.

"you you you you……"

"Quiet." When something happens, Qi Bei hates that people around her talk too much, so he raises his hand and presses her little head and asks: "What's going on? Tell me briefly."

"Okay." Hu Zhi recounted their current experience and touched his chin.

I asked why it was so easy to grab today. It turns out that the soul has been replaced.

Okay, it just so happens that I have some activities.

She thought about it, facing Hu Zhi's hesitant expression, and recalled in her mind what she had promised her.

"I haven't forgotten." Qi Bei casually hooked his fingers. Hu Zhi's ears turned red for a moment, but he still put his little head in her hand and let her touch it.

Qi Bei: "???"

Qi Bei: "Are you sick?"

"Didn't you hook me up and ask me to come over?"

"Get out of here, I'm summoning spirits." Qi Bei pushed her head to the side and continued the interrupted action.

"Om..."

A hint of dark wind blew around, and the ghost that was about to disappear appeared behind Qi Bei.

It bent down and said something to her with a pious expression.

"The person you want to save is buried in that tumor. Go dig it yourself." After hearing this, Qi Bei dismissed the ghost and pointed to a place. Hu Zhi immediately took out his "toy knife" and ran over.

"Pfft, her height... looks pretty good to me." Seeing that she was not used to her body, was clumsy, and always revealed that I was Tiehanhan, Qi Bei shook her head, then closed her eyes and continued to feel.

"Dong..." Only she could hear the heartbeat.

She realized something and let out more resentment, confirming something.

That ghost Buddha was actually the first to be eaten?The little bitch (Jin Mang Qin Yuan) is obviously going to use her to cause trouble in the future. I have to dig it out for her. Otherwise, if she has nothing to do, how can I deal with it?

Qi Bei was calculating something silently, when suddenly there was a violent shaking around him, and countless sarcoma withered.

"what!"

With a roar of pain, Hu Zhi pulled a remnant soul and was shocked and dizzy: "What happened?"

"The devouring was not done well. Some innocent soul backfired." Qi Bei did not explain too much: "Push me over and let me see if I can dismantle her. After finally getting out, I don't want to stay in this dead place."

"!!!"

"Let's go?"

"Oh..." Hu Zhi silently pushed up the wheelchair and walked in the direction she pointed, which was...

Their style of painting is so weird, giving people the impression of unscrupulous profiteers employing child labor?

The two of them walked along the path that looked like an intestine. As they went deeper and deeper, there were more and more withered tumors, and they were larger than before.

Finally, they came to an open space, and their field of view became wider. They saw cocoons and pupae hanging in the air surrounded by countless innocent souls. Qi Bei saw only Bai Mu, a ghost and Buddha whose head was outside.

She has no consciousness, and her body is becoming more and more transparent, just like when she was about to dissipate.